Higashino Akira naturally knew he was in the prime of his youth.
A young body was filled with restless energy that never truly stopped, day or night.
But…
The rock-hard sensation in a certain area of his pants served as a constant reminder of what had happened last night.
The youthful dream from last night, which had already become hazy, slowly returned to him in rough outline.
When was the last time something like this had happened?
It had never happened at all, okay!
The spring dreams he had before, no matter how pleasant, had always stopped before the main act.
They lacked detail, like flowers seen through fog.
Something that could not even happen properly in a dream was naturally difficult to reflect onto his body.
The problem was that Akira had now truly experienced things before.
Those once-missing sensations and details had been filled in, which meant his dream material had increased!
“…” For a moment, he had no words.
A hundred feelings mixed together.
Sure enough, relationships needed regular maintenance.
Over the past few days, he had been busy buying property, returning to school to cancel his leave, and appointing new harem members.
He really had not contacted Kawasaki Saki for a while.
Going so long without contacting her made him seem rather cold-hearted, like he had forgotten the old one after getting a new cat.
Akira’s not-particularly-abundant conscience felt a tiny bit guilty.
He picked up his phone, noticed it happened to be the weekend, and sent Kawasaki Saki a message.
[Free today?
Same place.] …
The Kawasaki household.
In the end, Kawasaki Saki was still a student, and also the eldest daughter at home.
She woke up very early and busied herself in the kitchen, preparing breakfast for her family.
After all, students had weekends, but adults with tight finances and several mouths to feed at home had no such thing as weekend rest.
As long as the company still had work available, corporate slaves who needed money could only obediently hurry over to work overtime, exchanging time for meager wages.
Although Kawasaki Saki had unexpectedly obtained a windfall, and it might even become a sustainable income, she had not told her family about the money.
In truth, she had no idea how to explain it.
Over the past few days, every time she remembered what had happened that day—when several part-time jobs had left her dizzy, her mind muddled, and she had acted on impulse—she faintly regretted it.
Several times, she had wanted to contact that person herself and cut off this special relationship.
But after she used the money, she saw the changes around her.
She had signed up for two new gold-medal teacher tutoring courses at cram school.
When she quietly added a little extra into the household expenses while buying groceries, there was less worry on her mother’s face.
And when she bought trendy anime collaboration stationery for her younger siblings, they happily thanked her and excitedly told her how they interacted with their classmates at school.
All those little changes made it impossible for Kawasaki Saki to firmly erase the small, beautiful things that had appeared in her life since then.
Maybe he was just after novelty?
Maybe it would not be long before he forgot about her and found someone new.
After all, she was not some one-of-a-kind beauty.
There were plenty of girls prettier than her in the world.
Or perhaps he was simply a liar.
Maybe he did not have that much money at all and only planned to use a moderate amount to trick her once.
After one brief indulgence, he would vanish completely and disappear from her life.
At worst, she could just be his girlfriend for a few years.
Once she finish university, find a job, and is able to support herself properly, she’ll confess everything and break off the relationship.
In any case, he was not ugly.
He was much better than those middle-aged men or old men.
After that day, Saki had heard some stories at school from other gyaru girls about compensated dating.
They were topics she originally would not have been interested in, much less remembered.
Thinking that, Kawasaki Saki stayed silent and waited for fate to continue developing.
She waited for the sentence and punishment for the mistake she had committed.
Kawasaki Keika, the youngest daughter of the Kawasaki family, sat adorably on the sofa with the same beautiful hair color as her older sister.
She hugged Saki’s phone while playing a little game, her fingers tapping the screen from time to time.
Her expression was serious, and she occasionally let out cute little cries.
Suddenly, a message came in and blocked part of the game screen.
The little girl’s rhythm was interrupted, and she immediately lost.
She looked at the message, then turned around and held the phone up toward the kitchen.
“Onee-chan, someone’s looking for you.” “Who?” Kawasaki Saki was cooking and looked up, not rushing over right away.
“Someone called Higashino.” “Mm!” Kawasaki Saki’s eyes widened at once.
After freezing for a moment, she reacted and quickly walked out of the kitchen, wiping her hands on her apron before taking the phone from her little sister.
When she saw the contents of the message, her fair cheeks flushed slightly without her realizing it.
This guy was still so direct.
Good thing he had not said anything more blatant and let Keika see it.
Avoiding Keika’s curious little movements as she tried to sneak a peek, Kawasaki Saki quickly typed a reply.
[I have cram school during the day.
After class this afternoon, I’ll go see you.
Is that okay?] The reply from the other side came very quickly.
[Okay.] After the brief exchange ended, Kawasaki Saki put away her phone.
She no longer dared give it back to Keika to play games, afraid the little girl would discover something.
Beside her, the little girl looked at her suddenly red-faced older sister, her eyes spinning with curiosity.
“Is he Onee-chan’s friend?” “Mm.” “Is he a boy?” “None of your business.” Kawasaki Saki irritably raised a hand-chop and lightly tapped the little dummy on the head.
“Go knock on the doors and wake Dad, Mom, and that idiot for breakfast.” “Okay~” …
The student apartment.
Higashino Akira put away his phone and tossed it onto the bed.
Then he found a change of clothes, silently changed out of his pants, tossed them into the washing machine to soak, set the timer, and prepared to take a shower.
When he turned back, he saw the blue Hakimi he had picked up still lying on the bed, wriggling like a worm.
Her two front paws were constantly wiping the fur on her belly.
He could not help laughing.
“Dummy.
Cats clean themselves by licking their fur.
What’s the point of rubbing with your paws?” No wonder the system had judged her unable to serve as an Imperial Guard when he tried appointing her before.
This stupid cat did not even know how to be a cat.
She was clumsy and awkward.
It would have been strange if she had passed.
Someone serving as a guard at least could not lack common sense.
If they did not even understand instincts that all creatures were born knowing, like how to walk or eat, then who would end up protecting whom?
Hearing Akira’s words, Toyokawa Sakiko froze in place as a cat.
After a long while, she silently rolled over and leaned against him.
Then she turned her head away in disgust, caught between wanting to hiss and holding it back.
This guy—who did he think made her act like that in the first place?!
And the moment she remembered the strange situation with that idiot’s pants just now, Toyokawa Sakiko, who had at least attended health class and knew what it meant, could not help recalling last night’s humiliating experience—when she had gone from feeling like she had needles all over her back to pins and needles all over her seat.
Even now, the mere memory brought back a strange, tingling numbness that surged through her chest, leaving her weak.
Serves you right, desuwa!
Kitty despises you!
Kitty is angry!
She also did not know what Mutsumi would think after seeing her reply this morning.
She hoped Mutsumi would not worry too much and would stop trying to search for her whereabouts.
Toyokawa Sakiko still had no clue why she had turned into a cat.
She was afraid that dragging Mutsumi into this would cause her to get caught up in it unknowingly and end up the same way.
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